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[Congratulations, You have been gifted the Sign-In System]

Ebilade stared at the screen in front of him with wide eyes as he lay down in an hospital bed with badges all over his body.

"what is the meaning of this?"

that's all he could say as he was really confused about what he was seeing.


owner Ebilade, a high school graduate who traveled to Lagos to make something out of himself.


but all of that went up the drain as he met an unrecognizable classmate of his which led to his life being threatened.


waking up in the hospital without knowing how he even got there, Ebilade was even more shocked to see a blue glowing holographic screen in front of him which says.


[Sign-In System]

Money, Power.. I Have Them All

The Omen Collective's headquarters was a hive of urgency and precision. Alarms blared in rhythmic patterns, casting harsh red light across the steel-clad walls. Agents rushed to their stations, their movements calculated and efficient, but their faces betrayed the weight of the situation.

At the heart of the command center, a tall man with a sharp jawline and piercing gray eyes stood, radiating authority. His name was Director Elias Kane, and he carried the air of someone who had seen too many crises but could still command absolute focus. His dark suit was crisp, but his knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of the steel table before him. His gaze never left the holographic map displaying the battlefield's carnage, the energy signatures from Alaric, Ebilade, and Ebipade spiking dangerously.

"Status report," Kane barked, his deep voice cutting through the cacophony.

Shadow Operatives